alrite listen,

Ausrotten plannin 2 lead like a needle wiv cotton but the thread jus knottin//
plottin 2 impregnate his girl but impatense means she'll never be late//
rate of reaction not long wen a rip out ya tongue, now lets hear u hate in a song//
still to register ya first victory, inflict plain on this G, leavin him needin an anti-istamine//
hip hop is wot i believe in, wot a recieve in so i stand by that//
ur mums often round at my place, paper bag on face then i fill~the~gap//
slap u back, make an insision in ya sack, use ya balls as playin dice which were missin from the pack//
ur fuckin wack ausrotten face it you've only just entered n ur already forgotten//

now u!